LI'L PETE'S KIDDY KORNER: SHOW AND TELL

We're on a roll with this cat theme today. And Li'l Pete's got something to share...
I don’t know if you know this but my editor can get kinda cranky. Remember how she screamed at me for taking photos of her friends? Minding that, I sent her these surefire cheerer-upper picturegraphs I’d just taken of a pussycat. I was snapping away when a pigeon went a coo-coo’ing in the wrong direction...

Oh, it was quite the feathered fracas. This li’l Tigger reminded me of our barn kitties back home, the way it pounced on the bird and started ripping its feathers out with its teeth. Thrilled by my near-National-Geographic snapshot (this is surely a Vice “DO”), I AIM’d it to my editor.

Li’l Pete (1:59:40 PM): Check this out!

Li’l Pete (1:59:58 PM): You like cats, right?

Editor (2:00:14 PM): sure I do. I like animals in general

Editor (2:00:18 PM): thanks for sharing

I immediately closed the chat window. "Thanks for sharing"? Am I the ten-year-old to her second-grade teacher? And why is my editor such a coozy? I think she oughta loosen up a little and stop now and again to appreciate the “smaller things” I intend to showcase now and again in my new “Show & Tell” series. [He's not getting a series. -Ed] Because it seems my editor has got her wheels stuck in the mud today, this first-ever Show & Tell is a real cute one.

I met this cheerful chump outside a pizza shop. Just look at that pepperoni bowtie, those chicken wing limbs, and his real funny mushroom nose. He’s a pizza-roll-man topped off with a spinach hairdo. And he has his own slice of pizza! He’s just so gosh-darn cute!

You wanna stick with animals, though? OK, tell me you wouldn’t want to have this doggie put down just so you can rip off her bushy gold coat and wrap it around your shoulders as you sip Chai tea at your desk.

And the cutest thing imaginable of all-time: my Truman Catpote. Really, though, is Truman Catpote not the feline incarnate of the dead gay writer? So here you go, editor: a week’s-worth of animal(/pizza guy) cuteness. Can you please now quit making me feel kinda silly for wanting to stoke a friendly, communicative working relationship?

Do street cats pick random doorways to leave their prizes? They gotta show it off to someone, right? My old cat (RIP Molly) wasn't the sneakiest but occasionally she'd find an injured bird or retarded mouse and leave it on the doorstep for me. Those were extra kibbles days for her.

Lil'Pete you have awesome intentions...but if I wanna make friends, i'd rather it be the kid who shows me the dead snake and the crazy spiderweb behind the tool shed, not the one who drags me into Ms. Gretchen's backyard to pet her wet cat.

i saw a dead rat on bedford this morning. it was so gory. i noticed it in the street because it was mainly like white poppuri (sp, whatever) and then looked further to the right and blood materialized, all attached to a scrambled rat.
i like animals in general

the pizzaman killed me. i would vote that man president if his mandate was slices for all and you can put whatever you want on them, because this is America (or whatever country you may be in, so Prime Minister I would vote him as well).